| We are the voice arms itself to be heard
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| We are the face hides itself to be seen
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| We are the name hides itself to be named
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| We are the star calling out to humanity
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| Years of struggle and harsh resistance
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| Voices and faces of brothers and sisters
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| We are here with all of them
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| Soldiers became, soldiers remain
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| Forget our names so we could be named
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| This is who we are
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| We are the dead being alive and well
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| We are all colours of mother earth
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| We are the tomorrow harvested in the past
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| We are the star calling out to humanity
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| Forget our names so we could be named
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| This is who we are
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| Behind our black mask, behind this we’re you
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| Forgotten natives or despised youth
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| Humbled workers or beaten migrants
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| Forgotten men and dead from neglect
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| Dreams won’t end as long as we live
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| The wind from below is coming to storm
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| And when it leaves the country in peace
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| We’ll lay down the arms and take back our mug
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| But now forget our names so we could be named
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| This is who we are |